It starts subtly. A flicker of an idea, a melody stuck on repeat in your mind. A harmless fixation, you tell yourself. But the tendrils of thought begin to {wrap{ around your brain, tightening until there's no room for anything else. Days blur into weeks as your world contracts down to the all-encompassing thoughts. Sleep becomes a illusory escape

You know that feeling when a single idea, concept, or thing just takes over your entire brain? It's like a delightful mental virus that spreads and multiplies until all you can think about is this one specific thing? Yeah, that's brainrot. It could be anything from a game to the physics of black holes. It's not necessarily a bad thing, it can just